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We had to sit in Lord Clowes' box which sadly affronted Captain Andre and Sir William, who has hitherto kept himself muck secluded; made his first appearance in public, and, as you wilt have inferred, visited our box during a part of the performance, drawing all eyes upon us, which agitated me greatly.
"We shall be able to see the skeletons in their cupboards," he observed. "Every man has a skeleton in his cupboard, which follows him about wherever he goes. Which study shall we go to first?" "We?" said Trevor. "We," repeated Clowes firmly. "I am not going to be left out of this jaunt. I need bracing up I'm not strong, you know and this is just the thing to do it.
I will resign my post, being now rich enough, and we'll all go to London, where I'll take a big house, and ye shall be my guests. Once let the girl taste of high life, with its frocks and jewels and carriages, and all that tempts the sex, and she'll quickly see their provider in a new light." "'T is little ye know of my lass, Clowes." "Tush!
Was it you who ragged Trevor's study?" "Yes," said Ruthven. "Thought so." "Why, of course, I met you just outside," said Trevor, speaking for the first time. "You were the chap who told me what had happened." Ruthven said nothing. "The ragging of the study seems to have been all the active work he did," remarked Clowes. "No," said Trevor, "he posted the letters, whether he wrote them or not.
The second was a visitor beyond Mr Cowlishaw's hopes, no other than Mrs Simeon Clowes, landlady of the Turk's Head and Mayoress of Hanbridge; a tall and well-built, handsome, downright woman, of something more than fifty and something less than sixty; the mother of five married daughters, the aunt of fourteen nephews and nieces, the grandam of seven, or it might be eight, assorted babies; in short, a lady of vast influence.
Some day you'll be madly jealous of me like Major Clowes you are like him: you could be just as brutal: and I'm not like Laura and you'll lure me out of England and wreak a mysterious vengeance." "I wish we were out of England now." "So do I. Oh Lawrence, I'd sell my soul to go to Egypt!" "Red-hot days and blue sands in the moonlight. Shall I take you there for our honeymoon?"
That gentleman's first act on regaining his equilibrium had been to send O'Hara out of the room, and O'Hara, who had foreseen this emergency, had spent a very pleasant half-hour in the passage with some mixed chocolates and a copy of Mr Hornung's Amateur Cracksman. It was his notion of a cheerful and instructive French lesson. "What were you talking about when you came in?" asked Clowes.
She would have been been less easy, though better able to understand his conduct, had she overheard or had repeated to her a conversation between Lord Clowes and her father on the day that they first took up their new abode.
I've never got up the subject because for me it's settled out of hand on religious grounds, but they may not influence you, nor perhaps would the other possible deterrent, pity for the weak if one can call Bernard weak. It would be an impertinence for me to judge you by my code, when perhaps your own is pure social expediency which would certainly be better served if Mrs. Clowes went to you."
"I have here an order to load the 'Rose' tender with such rebel property as the commissaries shall designate, and superintend its removal to New York. They 'd ne'er employ me on so long a job, were I marked to lose my employment, eh, Clowes?" "Well reasoned. For 't is not merely a task of time, but one of confidence.
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